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No matter how long it took, Josh wasn't planning on leaving Akira right now, he wanted to make sure he was in his arms for a little longer. Kissing his boyfriends temple, Josh struggled to reach up and grab paper towels, deciding he'd clean him up, wanting to make sure he was cared for.
"I'm glad I got to spend time with you…something so personal and intimate, I'm cherished to have you give that to me." Josh whispered, carefully reaching down and taking any cum off of him, doing it on the outside first since the inside would take a little it more time.
"Will you be okay once I leave?" Josh asked, needing to make sure Akira could cope without him being at his side for an entire week.
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"Why is it that, as a culture, we are more comfortable seeing two men holding guns than holding hands?"
~Ernest Gaines
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